Charming

They say he's the best, but she knows better. She sees through the lies and the smiles and the charming words. She isn't fooled, but she is drawn. Like lines on a page, smudges underneath the artist's finger, she blurs. Her judgment falters like a Monet upon close inspection: mistaken colors, loss of form, a sense of madness. Head and heart are never in sync, and she's sure that that's a bad thing. But what's a girl to do when she's young and never made this misstep before? She's gotta fall. And fall she did.